Zhang Tingzhi and Ling Feng drank tea, and did not forget to interrogate Ling Feng from the side, of course, they also found nothing. After a while, the rich dishes were placed on the table like a stream, and after a few humble sentences, Ling Feng chewed according to the case. This was the most hearty meal Ling Feng had eaten these days, but unfortunately there was no wine.

Zhang Tingzhi seemed to see through Ling Feng's thoughts, and said, "How can there be no wine if you are so happy." Take your brother to Zhang Luo. ”

Ling Feng was even more moved, and introduced Zhang Tingzhi as the first confidant in his life.

Zhang Tingzhi came out of the back hall, and there was already a servant waiting outside the door, holding a pot of wine in his hand. Zhang Tingzhi took the wine jug, walked to a carrying person, took out a package of white powder from his arms, poured it into the wine jug, and shook it evenly. Then he returned to the back hall with the flask and said, "Brother, the wine is here!" As he spoke, he poured the wine into one of the glasses on the table.

Ling Feng's precaution was gone at this time, and he was not afraid of deception, so he picked up the wine glass and drank it all. The heart is indescribably happy.

"Brother, good drink!" As he spoke, Zhang Tingzhi poured the wine again, and Ling Feng drank it dry again. Then Zhang Tingzhi frequently persuaded him to drink, and Ling Feng was so drunk that the glass was dry. When Ling Feng asked Zhang Tingzhi to drink too, Zhang Tingzhi still had official business for a while. Ling Feng didn't doubt him, and thought that Zhang Tingzhi was a good comrade who loved his job and was dedicated.

In this way, when the pot of wine was almost finished, Ling Feng began to feel the strength of the wine surging, his head was dizzy, his eyelids involuntarily closed, and he lay unconscious on the table.

Zhang Tingzhi smiled and said, "Tender boy, even if you don't follow your Zhang Ye's way!" ”

Zhang Tingzhi instructed the four officials to take care of Ling Feng, just in case. He hurriedly drafted a confession, the general content of which was that Ling Feng was a spy of Fanbang who infiltrated the Qing Dynasty and colluded with Jiangyang thieves in an attempt to subvert the Qing regime. And the recent major cases that Hangzhou Government could not solve were also placed on Ling Feng. Written below are words such as the prisoner's confession. Then he came to the unconscious Ling Feng and used Ling Feng's hand to draw a charge on the confession.

After everything was completed, Zhang Tingzhi instructed the officials to take Ling Feng back to the prison, and for the sake of safety, he also asked the officials to bring Ling Feng a full set of handcuffs and shackles to prevent him from escaping. Immediately afterwards, Zhang Tingzhi went to see Mangui to report the good news. Man Gui was also very happy to see Ling Feng's confession drawn by himself, and hurriedly prepared to report it to the imperial court to receive merit.

When Ling Feng woke up in a daze, he found that he was in the prison again, or in that cell, not only that, but he also wore a prison uniform and an extra pair of torture instruments. Ling Feng thought he was dreaming, but everything seemed so real.

Ling Feng raised his hand, bit his finger hard, and cried out with an "ah". It's not a dream!

So Ling Feng carefully recalled what happened before, and finally woke up and realized that he had been fooled! Zhang Tingzhi's grandson gave himself food in the wine. Because he still thinks he is a brother, he actually frames himself like this. Thinking of this, Ling Feng shouted loudly: "Zhang Tingzhi, you bastard!" ”

A jailer heard the sound and shouted to Ling Feng, "What are you shouting? ”

Ling Feng shouted: "You call Zhang Tingzhi to me, I want to ask me face to face, why did you drug me in wine." ”

In Ling Feng's heart, the upcoming bright future was instantly shattered by reality. Unable to accept this reality, he yelled, "Go! Call me this bastard Zhang Tingzhi! ”

The jailer said, "Lord Zhang is also what you want to see?" Don't shout, while you're still alive, eat some of them, and sleep when you're bored. ”

Ling Feng shouted, "What did you say? ”

The jailer sneered: "Hmph, what did I say? I said you're dying, think about how to reincarnate! With that, the jailer ignored him and turned away.

Ling Fengxin said, how did I become a dying person? Are they going to kill me? Why, I didn't do anything, just wronged a good person for no reason?

Ling Feng shouted loudly into the aisle: "Don't think about wronging good people, I want to appeal!" Let you rulers come to me......"

But all that was left in the aisle was an echo, and no one paid any attention to him.

For the next few days, Ling Feng shouted at every turn, shouting that he had been wronged, especially when a jailer came to deliver food. The jailers were also surprised, there were many people like Ling Feng who were going crazy before the execution. In the eyes of the jailers, Ling Feng was already a madman.

In the days to come, Ling Feng stopped making trouble, he was tired, and he knew that it was useless to make trouble, only to eat and wait for death. But the resentment in Ling Feng's heart was also slowly piling up over time. In the past few days, the jailer has never embarrassed him as he had done with other prisoners, except when he brought food, and he has never been tortured again. Zhang Jia, the head of the cell, also came twice, and each time he came, he brought him some roast chicken, braised vegetables and wine, after all, Ling Feng was already a dying man, and he also wanted to accumulate some yin virtue for himself. Ling Feng was also happy to be quiet, these days can be regarded as the most leisurely days since the crossing.

Two months later, the weather got hot.

On this day, the palindrome of the Criminal Department came to the hands of the prefect Mangui, and sure enough, as expected by the master Zhang Tingzhi, Ling Feng was sentenced to beheading, and he was beheaded at three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day. Mangui was rewarded by the imperial court.

In the evening, the prison meal was personally delivered by the cell boss Zhang Jia and two jailers, and in addition to roast chicken and braised vegetables, there were several exquisite dishes in the food box, and a jar of wine was brought out.

Ling Feng looked at this much richer dish than before, and asked Zhang Jia, "Zhang Tou, my matter has been decided?" ”

Zhang Jia nodded and said, "It's sentenced!" ”

Ling Feng asked, "Is it a head-killing?" ”

Zhang Jia responded: "Yes, tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon." With that, he looked at Ling Feng vigilantly to prevent him from breaking out and hurting people.

Ling Feng opened the seal on the wine jar, poured a sip of wine, and said lightly: "Then, this meal can be regarded as a severed meal." ”

Zhang Jia still stared at Ling Feng, not daring to slack off, and comforted in his mouth: "Brother, this is the meaning of the imperial court, we can't help it, you still ......"

Ling Feng waved his hand, interrupted Zhang Jia's words, and said in a low voice: "Zhang Tou, I have received your heart, thank you for your care these days!" Also, this meal. Please come back! With that, he waved his hand.

Zhang Jia led the two jailers away with a knowing interest.

Ling Feng's heart was like ashes, these days of waiting finally had a result, and he was going to die tomorrow. Looking at the food in front of him, Ling Feng didn't move, just leaned against the corner of the wall in a daze, drinking one sip after another, surprisingly the more he drank, the more he didn't feel the slightest drunkenness. Ling Feng thought: "I should have been a dead man a long time ago, and I have hardly had a good life in the past few days, just die, die early, and live early." If you die, you may be able to cross again, and if you die, you may have the opportunity to meet Xiao Lin......"